Stray Arrow Novels & Stories

"They're laced with anti-shifter residue. My body can't clear the toxin while my core is fractured from the construct recall." "Then I'll clear it," Maya said softly. She placed her bare hands directly over the blackened wounds. Fenris let out a sharp, feral growl, his hand shooting up to clamp around her forearm, his knuckles turning white. "Maya, don't," he warned, his voice a low, gravelly vibration that sent a shiver down her spine. "My dark aura is volatile right now. If your Sun-Wolf blood tries to force it out too fast, the backlash will burn your skin."

The sound of their heavy breathing filled the air. I smirked coldly at their entangled bodies and pressed "save" on the recording, thinking, "James Fullman, enjoy the calm before the storm."

The pack was putting up a strong defense, but the strays had the numbers and the element of surprise on their side. One of the strays, Zara, moved towards a group of pack members, her eyes narrowing as she spotted Xenia. She lunged, her claws outstretched, her eyes filled with determination. She struck Xenia hard, the force of the blow sending her sprawling to the ground. A smile of satisfaction crossed Zara's face as she watched Xenia fall, but that smile quickly faded.

Jax said, grabbing his tactical pack and the steel case of anti-toxin from my counter. As the line of leather and gray nylon filed out into the freezing downpour, the roar of the Harleys clearing the shipyard gates was a synchronized scream of vengeance against the night. I walked back to the table, my fingers steady as I drove the needle into the wounded Stray’s central line, watching the monitor as his frantic heart rate began to level out against the machine.

The mission is over and I won't have to deal with getting along with these hybrids. Tyler then stretched the band with the arrow, eyes dark and ready to kill. A fraction of second before he let go of the arrow, I just found myself shooting an arrow towards him like a reflex action. Before his could reach Rage's back, mine collided with it that made his arrow go to another direction and hit a trunk instead.

I took one, my hands trembling. Since the incident, I hadn't touched a crossbow. Dimitri's words echoed: "You're traumatized." The arrows looked identical to the one that killed Layla. My heart raced. I dropped the crossbow, taking an arrow and dashing to my room. My mind reeled. Please, Goddess, let it be my imagination. Locking my door, I retrieved the arrow from the cupboard. Side by side, the arrows lay. The carvings matched. An "R" shape, symbolizing Redwood Pack.

The arrows were finally let loose and a sweeping gesture of his arm brought forth a wall of ice to cover himself. An ear-splitting scream sounded from behind him and Kari stumbled. Aster. He couldn’t bring himself to turn around and see the arrows that had sailed over his wall to hit his innocent steed. He couldn’t bring himself to put the creature out of its misery either and perhaps that was the cruelest thing of all.

Placing the aura arrow onto the string of my bow, I prepared to take aim. Amongst the assassins, one individual emitted the strongest aura, engrossed in devouring a massive leg of meat, utterly oblivious to the imminent danger. Setting my sights on this target, I focused my aim directly at the assassin's head, aligning the arrow for a precise shot. Drawing the bowstring, a surge of luminous blue aura coursed along the string, synchronizing with the arrow itself. The combined energies hummed in unison, ready to be unleashed toward its intended mark.

Kane’s POV The moment Ava left, I felt it. The bond stretched thin, a faint ache sitting heavy in my chest, the kind that never let me forget she wasn’t here anymore. I forced myself to shove it aside. If I thought about it too long, I’d go mad. On the table in front of me lay three arrows. They were ordinary at first glance, but the black stains that coated the silver tips told a different story. Wolfsbane, burned into the grooves of the metal. Enough to paralyze an Alpha in seconds if it hit deep enough.

Focus my darling An arrow shoots just in front of me and off to my left side. I look just in time to see an experiment that was strangling someone against a tree fall to the ground, an arrow sticking out the side of his neck. I looked around the yard seeing bodies already stacking up. Maybe this would be over sooner than I thought. I was sad to see a few of the bodies were people I've seen around the pack before. I had to fight off the urge to help those that I saw were still breathing. I saw people who I was glad could help. They were taking the people who were still breathing back in the pack house. If I wasn’t so worried about Kaleshia right now I would go downstairs and help them.